5 Months Later...

Staring at my phone for minutes, hours on end.

Anxiously awaiting the call or text my entire family had been waiting for.

Let's rewind.

It's coming up on a year when my sister told us she was expecting. See the reaction HERE.

My mom and I had been given boxes that were VERY light. Vacation? Lol...no. Even better.

Eventually, it came to be known that my sister was pregnant with twins.

One night in June, she had text myself and our friend, Melissa, saying she was going to the doctor. She wasn't feeling well. Typical for an expecting mama, right? Perhaps it was slight shock setting in for me, but I just went on with my day.

A while later, a short to-the-point-text of, "I'm heading to the U by ambo," lit up my phone. All that was going through my head was, "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!" What did it mean? I was absolutely clueless as to how my sister was really feeling and what was going on.

I'm usually in bed by 9/9:30pm...I got a call around 9:45pm saying that my sister was going to have to have the boys tonight. I can't exactly tell you my next thoughts...perhaps something along the lines of, "HOLY SH*T!"

My dad and step mom drove through Ames to pick me up. The boys had already been brought into the world by this time.

The boys were something close to 7 weeks early.

Not realizing how crazy having babies early is (it's common for twins), I entered my sisters hospital room with ease. Half due to the hour we showed up at the hospital. She was well. I was happy to see her in good spirits, but could also see how much her body was hurting. I can't imagine...She's a McGrath though...Tough stuff, for sure! ;)

We were escorted to the NICU, where we got our name tags and signed in. I had NO idea what I was in for heading to this part of the hospital...

Walking anxiously into the boys' room, I was greeted by my mom, the boys' other grandma, and grandpa. Just for giggles, of course, I didn't have a filter on the volume of my voice, I definitely remember a "HIIII!" screeching from my mouth. (The NICU is a very quiet place at 2AM!)

As I turned to their beds, I couldn't help but get super emotional. So many things were going through my head..."They're here!" "Oh my gosh, I'm an aunt!" "They're so little!" but what just did it in for me was seeing the feeding tube and all of the cords they were connected to and there was nothing I or anyone else could really do to help them.

Today is World Prematurity Day. At almost 5 months, my nephews are more than 3x the size they were when they were born...

I can't help but be SO in love with these two. Can you blame me?! 

The Colors

I'm quite certain I have never elaborated on some of the finer things that happened on my trip to Hawaii this [past] June.

That's been 5 months, already? Huh...

Anyways, I was scrolling through Facebook today and found this photo of the resort I stayed at...

 

If I were to say one thing that I will never forget about that trip, it would be the colors. This photo is probably touched up a little, but honestly, my mind remembers this being exactly what it looked like. It was so rich and satisfying to my brain. A mushy, melting-in-a-good-way feeling, if you will. I was so mesmerized at how beautifully calm it was. The sun made you feel the perfect amount of warm, never too hot (IMO).

There were multiple times I'd stop whatever I was doing during the trip to inhale a deep breath and open my eyes on the exhale...I knew this wouldn't last forever and I'd soon forget the feeling. Sadly, I have forgotten what it smelled like, and the cleanliness of the air that I inhaled. But the colors...never.

One of the mornings, I woke up and went on a run by myself. And to be honest, I've never ran so fast in my life. Haha! It was the Hawaiian oxygen! I'm telling ya...
I ended up at a beach at a neighboring resort. Just a few people were up getting their day started. The sun had just barely peaked over the horizon and the colors of the sunrise were exactly what you would picture...the [most] perfect pink, yellow, and orange. I remember turning my music down, taking my shoes off, and sitting right next to the water. (Typical movie scene, right?) The sand was so soft and still warm from the day before. I totally cheesed it the entire time...I watched mini black crabs, which are called 'A' ama, scurry across the sand and rocks to eat...whatever it is that they eat. Those guys move quickly...the slightest shift of my leg and they were gone.

The day we went snorkeling is one I will also never forget. The sun, makes the water the clearest blue/green you've ever seen and I can still feel the slight chill of the water as I dove in [dolphins hundreds of feet away]. The bright colors of the coral and the different kinds of fish and urchins made my heart beat out of my chest I was so excited. Not to mention...the SHARK that swam right underneath [our group]. Probably one of the coolest things I have ever seen. Those suckers are FAST a gift from Mother Nature. I'm not sure what type it was...He was big enough to eat one of my limbs--that I do know.

Some days, I wish I was still there. But, until next time, the memories I do have are spectacular and I hope you get to experience Hawaii some day. Absolutely worth it.

 

Let's jump right into it, shall we?

The last weekend was one for the books. I would, honestly, put it in the front of the "books." It was so much FUN! Everything I have sacrificed, changed, and created as a [new] habit, the countless hours spent in the gym, the aching muscles, the endless cardio sessions has been so worth it. I cannot wait to do it again! (Hello, SPRING 2016--I'm coming for you!)

I have to be honest...When I started this in June, I was pretty sure I wouldn't step on stage. I didn't know what the future was holding for me. I wanted to do it, but if you haven't seen my Instagram *first off, what the heck?! And second off, here's part of one of my posts post-show this weekend that might explain reasons why...

In 2013, I cut out a picture of a bikini competitor and put it on my wall. I looked at it every day for the past two years. In 2014, I attempted to train for a show & was not mentally ready so I quit. I worked extremely** hard on myself and my personal growth for a year and a half. Don't think it's just all glitz, glam, dark tans, and a bunch of broccoli and cardio obsessed people. It's a group of fighters, encouragers, go-getters, focused, driven people who set high expectations for ourselves and work harder when we don't meet them, and [[most importantly]] humans. Being hungry, tired, having weird cravings, bad days, tears, set backs, and obstacles to overcome definitely happen. It's hard work! Yesterday, my dream came true...I stepped on stage with a beautiful group of women. My mind was in the right place and the feeling was like no other. ✨ One of the best feelings I've ever had. I will take every single thing I learned in the last 24 hours and apply it to my plan for my next one! Cuz imma ‪#‎GoGetta

When I started at the beginning of the summer, I was in WAY different shape. Not happy with myself AT ALL. I weighed something around 153# on a good day. In August, I found myself at a point where I needed to decide what I was going to do. A relationship I had been in a for a couple of years had ended and I was at a "fork in the road," if you will. There were a LOT of people that would say, "everything happens for a reason." And this is when I would roll my eyes, stop listening to what they were saying, and break down inside when I would rather be punched in the stomach. But I remember the exact moment--day, where I was, what I was doing... when I snapped out of it...I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself and get going. To be very raw, the few weeks prior to this moment, I felt like I was living in hell--to put it lightly. This was my test. I found myself stepping out of my comfort zone in more ways than one. I participated in the MAT Games, an individual CrossFit competition---which I have never done, and did very well...8/66 competitors! Whoop! Prepping for this show, and moving to name a few other things. There were days when I questioned what I was doing, why I was doing it, what my intention and purpose was...sometimes I figured it out, sometimes I didn't and I was OK with that. I'm very grateful to anyone and everyone that I crossed paths with at that time and especially the very few who asked if I was OK. <---That meant the most. 

So fast forward to this last weekend...WOW. I walked on stage a completely different weight (by 20#) and person than when I started. I can't exactly describe the feeling. I remember a feeling much like this one when I was in dance and we would be performing. I believe at one point when I was on stage this weekend, I blacked out. I've seen some pictures and I'm like, "when was I there?" And the poor girls that had to listen to me swear up a storm right before we went on, I'm so sorry! ...I think I said F#$% approximately 265x before each appearance. HA! But to put it simply, I had a BLAST.

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Here are a few simple things to know about these competitions, from my perspective.

1. I lived on egg whites & broccoli. Chicken was an option. But I'm weird about meat. Don't ask. I never got sick of the egg whites. But the broccoli--different story--when I did switch it up on the veggie, I wasn't happy with myself. :P
2. You have to shave your ENTIRE body. (Or well, it's recommended)...I went home over my lunch on Friday before the show to do this. I had never shaved my arms before...it was actually a little sad for me. RIP cute, blonde arm hairs.
3. NO deodorant before or after your spray tan. I didn't have deodorant on from noon Friday until about 8pm Saturday night. It was not fun...but I gave 0 f#$%s. It was worth it. (Apparently it can turn your spray tan a different color---green?!)
4. (It's highly recommended to have) your suit glued to you. I never understood until I got on stage. If I didn't have that bad boy glued to me, it would have migrated to unknown territories. HA!
5. Know exactly where they are in the line up. I was trotting around backstage, shoeless, not glued, and not glazed yet thinking I could prance around and talk to people. A lady walked back stage and asked for the bikini girls to line up "RIGHT NOW" because we were next. I'm pretty sure the tanning peeps saw the look of sheer terror on my face because they turned me around, glued me, glazed me, and put my shoes on in a matter of <20 seconds. WHEW!  Thank you, ladies!
6. EAT before you go on stage. I made the mistake of NOT eating. I completely forgot. My nerves were all over the place and my muscles felt like they were going to fly out of my skin. Idk if eating would have helped, but I'm sure it would've helped the "blacking out" that I think I did.
7. Prepare to be on stage for >10 minutes.
8. If you're in more than one class, think wisely about your strategy. I was in 3. In. a. row. I remember being on stage for the first round, and I was like, "There's no way in hell I will be able to do this 2 more times." It's tiring, folks. It's more than just looking good and turning in circles.
9. Petroleum jelly. Thank you, drill team for teaching me how this works. Put some on your teeth before you go on stage. EVERY time. I would've had cotton/dry mouth NO doubt without this stuff.
10. Get to know the other competitors. They went through the same, possibly more, shit than you did. Encourage each other, laugh, talk about stupid things...Be real. It's so worth it. I loved every single person I talked to over the weekend. They were all beautiful, handsome, and respectful. Such a great group of people. I could go on and on about them.
11. Have FUN. Seriously...nothing to stress about. You made it as far as to put on the suit, tan, and shoes (if you're a girl)...so why not enjoy the time you get on stage? I'm pretty sure that one specific person had to tell me this MULTIPLE times before I got what he was trying to tell me. Thank youuuu ;)
    
    I don't remember what songs were playing, but I know I sure did enjoy them and incorporated my actual personality in my posing and T-walk.

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I cannot wait to get my butt back on stage, pick a new suit color, get a stupidly dark shade of a tan (pretty sure I got sprayed 5x!), skip the deodorant for over 24 hours, sweat my ass off, get muscle twitches like no other, and most of all...IMPROVE, again.

Now for your enjoyment...

Deuces for the win!



June 2015 - October 2015

Straight up LOVED the tan!

NO idea what I would've done without this girl. Thank you x a milli Taryn!
*She carried my Caboodle around for me! :P

Like this photo for example...I do NOT ever remember being in the middle.

I only ate one of these...but it was really good! :)

My AMAZING friends that came to support me!

Taryn...simply a heart of gold. She's brought me out of the dark a time or two. I thank God for her every single day.  

Hailey. Ah <3 She's my inspiration. I wouldn't have done this without her or her transparentness with me. I love her so much<3

Cora. <3 I love her to the moon and back. I have never met someone more dedicated and supportive of those around her in my life. So selfless. Beautiful. Love it! 

The sweetest, Lilly bear! She got on stage and got to strut her stuff and flex like mommy and Mollie! She asked me to wear her necklace before I went on stage. I should've said yes ;)

 I learned a lot about myself, others, and life in general through this experience. I am so thankful for it and my coach, Ryan. I can't say enough thanks to him for putting up with me and my random, commonsense answer questions! What a gem!

Here's to prepping for the 2016 season!

Gems!

Here we are. 2 weeks and counting, guys!

We are [officially] tracking sodium.

Ugh.

Guess what has sodium in it? :(

EVERY THING. EV.ER.Y.THING!

It's bizarre. No wonder humans die.

Anyways...we are just TRACKING it for the time being.

 

I have no idea what's next as far as the sodium thing.

That's all I have for you besides...these gems came today!

 

 

I wish you could see them in person. WOW! <3 Great choices on my part!

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As far as weekend plans go...tonight calls for some much needed time with my good friend Brittney. We're heading to dinner and then to watch one of our high school classmates/friends band perform at my parents' bar!

Cheers! ...With water. :( ha.

Mermaid Status

Ahh! Hello, weekend! ...Almost.

 

Now that the weeks are getting closer to the show date, they sure do move a heck of a lot faster. (Gulp!)

I found a few people messaging me due to my lack of attendance at CrossFit this week which makes me sad, but here's the scoop.

Two things are happening...

1. My sleep schedule has been weird. Simply put. 5AM hasn't been doable because I need to sleeeep!
2. Although I love CrossFit...a lot...I have been doing triggered area workouts at the (open weights) gym. It's not as fun without the accountability and encouragement, but it's what needs to be done right now.

You used to find me at the 5AM class, buuuut recently, when I do go, it's been in the PM.
Lots of love goes out to the 5AMers...I miss you!

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In other news, I'm sure glad the weekend is here.

I could feel the lack of energy I had this week tightening up some loose ends in my meal plan. I'm hoping my body adjusted properly to me backing off even more of the brown carbs and inputting more greens [this last week]. Next week should be a different story. :)

 

I'm lucky enough to be able to meet with my coach in person. He's really great. He even helps me work on posing! Which, as a former dancer, isn't all that bad to me. It's tapping back into that confidence I had when I would perform x years ago. HA!

It's fun though. Every second I spend in front of a mirror, I'm doing the whole shebang or just hitting one of the poses to make sure that, even dressed, I look confident and poised. It works some muscles you forget you have! I'm pretty sure if anyone watches the cameras at the gym, they think I'm a total goon.

In the mean time, have you seen my suit yet?! >Mermaid Statuuuus< <3

 

 

Coming to you October 2015

Whoa! HI!
I feel like I go on these spurts....riiiight?

I have to fill you in on my life. I've had at least a hand full of people ask me to start blogging again so they know what's up!

The big thing on my plate right now is prepping for a "bodybuilding" competition at the end of October. Yes, you read that right. October 24th to be exact. I've kept it on the DL until I knew for sure I would be stepping on stage. I'll be competing in the bikini novice and open categories. (There's other categories for women such as: figure, bodybuilding, ect.)

 If you were around about a year and a half ago, I started to prep for one but just wasn't mentally ready for the challenge. I was constantly upset, hungry, and just didn't have it together. Apparently, this is more common than I thought.

I've worked really hard on my thought process, emotions, reactions, stability, yada yada since. AKA, I've dug a TON into personal development, gone through some weird changes, and didn't know I wanted to give it another shot until one of my friends was all in and encouraged me to do it.

So...fast forward to now.

I started at the end of May. I was very confident I would see results quickly. Wellll...that wasn't exactly the case. I did (do) CrossFit, and for months, I ate whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. It obviously took a toll on me. In other words, it KILLED my metabolism. Or "I" killed my metabolism.

It took from the end of May to about the beginning of August for me to finally see something worthwhile. Granted, there were things that came up that definitely expedited the process. Take a looksy.

Left: May 2015
Middle: July 2015
Right: September 2015

 

I hear a LOT of people say, "you didn't need to lose anything before." Or something related. I know this. BUT ***I*** wasn't satisfied. To be very honest, eating the way I did (really crappy) showed at the gym. My endurance was way down, strength movements hurt every joint (including my back injury--OWIE!), and I wouldn't get anything besides an appetite for junk food out of the workouts.

 

I hope to keep you updated on the next 3 weeks on how I'm feeling, what's going on, and how anxious I am. I'll be very honest, raw, and keep it positive. Don't you worry! :)

Lately, I've been losing body fat pretty quickly. This makes me cold. All the time. Lol. I must wear a scarf EVERYWHERE. So here's to fighting some hardcore cravings for chocolate and chips and salsa! :)

OH and yesterday, I signed my entry form and shipped er off! It's OFFICIAL, folks. :|

I Owe You This Post!

I owe you this post! Hello! So much to catch you up on lately...but most importantly...

 

 

 

 

I'M AN AUNT!

And I am So in love with the two babies! The top photo: baby on the right is Landon and baby on the left is Drake. Same with the bottom photo.

They're a little early, but that's ok! We wanted to meet them as soon as we could anyways! :)

My sister and Jon are doing well, and obviously so are the babies.

We went to visit them again on Sunday and I snoozed with Landon. Drake likes to be cuddled up and warm, and Landon would prefer 0 blankets and sprawled out. It was funny to see them less than a week old already creating habits and showing some personality.

You'll be seeing a lot more of these two on my social media and blog! I am so happy for my sister and my family, along with Jon and his family. These two are the cutest things ever!

The Weekend Recap!

I hope you had a great weekend! It was a 5 day weekend in my world!

Friday, I took off to help my sister and mom prepare the TWINS' nursery! How cute is this?!

My mom and a good family friend prepared and put together the quilts. Seriously...I want one.

The elephant humidifier's name is Elliot. Hello El.e.ot! :)

 

I took a cat nap while my sister and mom put together the cork board frames in the top photo. :)

And I was extremely happy with the turnout of the elephants and the Born Together Friends Forever triptych!

On Friday night, my sister treated us to a movie--Pitch Perfect 2! So great! I give it two thumbs up, especially how hard it made my mom and sister laugh!

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Onto Memorial Day...every other Memorial Day (before last year), I spent the day cleaning or working at the pool, being lazy, or who knows, really! Not really acknowledging what the day was really for.

Then I started CrossFit.

You don't have to participate in CrossFit to make the choice to recognize what the day is for, but it's what flipped the switch for me.

Last year I participated in "Donny" (21-15-9-9-15-21 deadlifts and burpees...definitely harder than it looks!) This year was Memorial Day "Murph." Besides Cindy and Karen, Murph always gives me a gut wrenching feeling.
This time was different. I was very excited! I set 1 expectation for myself and 1 only...to keep going!

What is Murph?

Run 1 Mile
300 Air Squats
200 Push Ups (eeek!)
100 Pull ups
Run 1 Mile

I had this thought in my head the entire time, my grandpa's brother died serving our country and my grandpa and numerous friends of mine have dedicated their time to serving our country so I was going to work extra hard for them. Because they never gave or give up.

I got out to run the last mile and was OK until the last 500 meters. My brain, legs, and feet were screaming to stop. And sure enough I wanted to so bad. But that thought kept popping back into my head...My grandpa's brother, my grandpa, and my friends surely didn't stop so why would I? This run was killing me, but...it could ALWAYS BE WORSE. Attach the encouragement that filled the gym and this workout was done and I was so happy to have done that much in respect to those who have made the ultimate sacrifice.

Read the story about Murph HERE.

Catch Up and a Note From Mother's Day!

 

I hope you had a great weekend! Mine was spent catching up on laundry, cleaning, attending an Herbalife training, meeting with customers, visiting my mom, and spending time with Collin's family, and somehow winning a game of cards...which NEVER happens! You could tell by my awful "poker face" when I was about to lay down my last card in 7's Rule! I'll try to work on that! :)

 

This is my friend, Amy. She is so wonderful. She has lost over 30+ lbs with Herbalife products, putting her at -180lbs so far! WOW! Keep up the great work, Amy!

 

A note from yesterday:

Happy Mother's Day to my amazing and strong mom! She has taught me kindness, patience, optimism, and that if I want something bad enough, I'm going to have to work hard for it. I could never thank her enough for all that she does for me. I can't wait to see her as Grammy C!  I would also like to wish a very Happy 1st Mother's Day to my wonderful sister who is extremely successful and has be a great role model for me, and will be an **AMAZING** mom! It's crazy to think in less than 2 months, we will be welcoming two little boys to our family! I'm so excited and I know my parents, extended family, and friends are too!

10 Reasons Why Graduating College is Awesome

I see a lot of posts about college graduations today! Congrats to you all! It's one of the best things that is going to happen to you at this point in your life! Here is why...

1. Ultimately, being in the "real world" is NOT that bad. Getting paid to do what you've spent the last x amount of years preparing for is actually nice! Even if the job is not what you studied, getting paid plus benefits is amazing!

2. No more of that Sunday tension. I always had this feeling on Sunday's...do you know what I'm talking about? The feeling that I had so much to do, to prepare for the week, ect. I was overwhelming myself. None of that. Now you can go to bed without having some major homework or project due in the near future. No more homework, which means that once you’re off work, you’re really off work.

3. You are officially a business professional. Saying you're a "college student" gets you a weird rep with anyone outside of the college bubble. I never figured out why until I wasn't in school. There really is no specific reason.

4. With that. You get more respect from adults in the business world, yet they understand you're still in a learning phase. You should always be in a learning phase, but it'll get you the "I just didn't know" pass for a while.

5. IMO, high school graduation was just plain sad. I was not happy about it one bit. I see now that I could've and should've been excited! But at that point in time, it was hard to adjust not being around the 74 other people I had been around for the last 15 years. College graduation is something to be excited about. Treat yourself to something fun. College is tough.

 

6. No more spending trillions of dollars on tuition every few months. Or on textbooks, for that matter.

 

7. You don’t have to pack up your entire room and move every summer. Unless you choose to do so...

 

8. Instead, you make cool new grown-up friends. But keep those college-made friends. They are some of the best! (Shout out to Alyssa, Amanda, Raine, Sam, Erin, Brandon, Meg, and Ryan!

 

9. Freshman Fifteen? Sophomore Still-Packing-On-The-Pounds? Junior Giant? The real world is considerably healthier than college. Amen!

 

And last, but NOT least...

 

10. Duh, no finals.

 

To be honest, I miss college quite a bit. I called my good friend and old roommate, Alyssa, time and time again right after and even up to a year after I graduated in tears because I missed it so much. My point here, the real world is actually really fun. If you're still in college, have fun. Don't stress. I wish I would've relaxed more and actually enjoyed my 3.5 years in college. I did shortly after turning 21, but the 3 years before that were spent stressed, angry, lost, and completely confused. I am definitely "that person" that wishes she could go back and change a lot of things in college, but they don't cloud my thoughts and they were the reason I am where I am today. And if I would have changed some things, I may not have the wonderful friends that I made in college or the job that lead me to Ames. Congrats to all of the college graduates over the next week+! You definitely are just getting started!

8 Realities of Being a Female Athlete

Increasingly, perhaps more than our society has yet seen, women are learning and being encouraged to embrace their health, strength and power and not be concerned with merely looking like stick figures.

This has led to an ever-growing generation of freakishly awesome women in athletics.

However, let these eight important points be known so that we may hope to enjoy a cultural movement with as few stereotypes and misunderstandings as possible:

1. Strong is beautiful. Healthy is beautiful. Quit classifying our shapes and sizes.

“Her legs are too big.”

“She has no butt.”

“Her shoulders are bulky.”

And, sweet baby Jesus, if I hear about the thigh gap one more time, I’ll throw myself off a mountain.

This is one of the biggest reasons girls have such horrible body image issues. We feel the need to categorize every kind of figure, but beauty is subjective. The word is arbitrary, and beauty means whatever we say it means.

The next time you want to rip on a girl for being too muscular and looking like a dude — or similarly, the athlete who just happens to be naturally thin, remember that they eat healthy, work hard and worship their bodies.

THAT is beautiful.

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2. We sweat our balls off but that doesn’t mean we don’t like lipstick and heels.

We can’t be friggin’ Charlize Theron all the time.

We’re dealing with boob sweat, camel toes and do you even realize how annoying it is having to shave and be smooth and hairless every single day?

Can’t we be hairy every now and then without someone comparing us to Chewbacca?

And, on the opposite end of the spectrum, quit criticizing the girl who wears makeup to the gym.

There’s a good chance she doesn’t give a flying fart in space what you think and wears mascara simply because she feels better about herself when she does.

I look like Gollum without makeup. You should thank me for putting it on every day.

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3. Our weight fluctuates and the size of our quads may double before your very eyes.

Striking the balance between eating enough but not too much is NOT easy.

Some girls gain weight just looking at a piece of pizza. Some girls can finish off a box of Krispy Kremes on their own and not gain a single ounce.

Please also remember that women tend to gain their strength faster in their lower bodies. Don’t make fun of our “big” legs. We could snap you like a twig.

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4. Yes, 10 pm is considered a late night. Shut up.

Have you ever tried to lift 180 pounds over your head while running on four hours of sleep?

It’s like trying to pull a truck by a string of dental floss. Please don’t get irritated when we say we don’t want to go out and party.

Please don’t judge when we pass on beer in favor of water. Please try to understand that we’re genuine when we say we want to go to bed early instead of going out.

Tomorrow morning, while everyone’s nursing a hangover, we’ll be running.

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5. We’re health conscious, but yes, we can probably finish that entire pizza.

Of course, we watch what kind of food we put in our mouths. Any athlete with half a brainstem knows that success in the sport is impossible without major skillz in the kitchen.

On that note, don’t be surprised when you see us hit up an all-you-can-eat buffet and go back for seconds. Our bodies need a lot of fuel. Iceberg lettuce and a crouton or two won’t cut it.

Some of us want heaping piles of tasty vegetables, burgers, sandwiches, tons of healthy carbs and fat and occasionally cake, pie and fries.

We work hard. Many of us can eat a lot more without looking like killer whales. We need calories. Feed us.

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6. We get angry, frustrated, jealous and insecure. We’re human.

We just ran sprint drills against girls of the same age, weight and skill level. Someone had to come in last and someone had to come in first.

As is, we already feel like we’re being compared. Whether we admit it or not, we do not take kindly to not doing well.

And on a similar note…

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7. We might cry when we have bad training days. This does not mean we’re weak.

More than once, I’ve headed to my car after what I considered to be a massive fail in the gym and ugly cried with tears streaming down my cheeks as I gazed out the window and pondered my purpose in life.

Don’t be a sexist f*ck; we all express ourselves differently.

When men are frustrated, they often yell, swear or throw something against the wall. Sometimes, ladies cry. We are not made of stone.

We have high expectations for ourselves and when we feel we’ve fallen short, we don’t feel good about ourselves.

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8. We’re not obsessed. We’re determined.

Poverty. Hunger. Homelessness. Government corruption. Global warming. The world’s diminishing fresh water supply.

Our gym habits are hardly a problem.

Written by Megan Grant: http://elitedaily.com/women/boob-sweat-goals-food-8-realities-female-athlete/964611/